Looking at the stunned tea bowl god, Robben sighed softly, "You accused me of resisting you, you accused me of resisting you for a witch you don't care at all. I think... If such a thing happened in the age of the gods, then as a family member, I must have been erased from this world, but I want to live well, you signed a contract with me, what you need... is it really a family member who bows to you?"

The eyes of the master Tea Bowl trembled slightly twice. Although his face was still cold, his eyes were obviously gone.

Robben said sadly: "My Lord God... The Age of the Gods has passed. Since you have survived and you have survived in this world after that destruction era, then you should cherish such opportunities, instead of being like the undead of the Age of the Gods wandering in the world..."

"Can I ask? Is it true that you can move freely only in places like this time ice field, or... because life here passes many times faster than other places, you like to stay here?"

The great tea bowl god's eyes shrank slightly, and his eyes slowly moved away from Robben's body. He raised his head to look at the still snow in the sky. He sighed a long time, picked up the broken tea bowl, and showed a little pity in his eyes.

Gently lit the fragments around the tea bowl with his hands. The fragments jumped up from the tabletop and the ground like time was countercurrent, gathering together quickly, and in the blink of an eye, they re-synthesised a new tea bowl, which was exactly the same as the one before, and even the patterns on it were exactly the same.

He poured himself a cup of tea again. The master of the tea bowl held it in his palm and looked at his reflection in the tea. He actually smiled with a self-deprecating smile, "The undead in the age of the gods... This metaphor is well used, and it is appropriate..."

After taking a sip of tea, the coldness on the tea bowl god had completely dissipated and he said to Robben: "Very good. As my family, I think you still have some potential. Tell me what you want to say."

"Okay." Robben smiled.

"You are lucky. After the fall of the gods, it is very likely that you are still alive. This is undoubtedly a gift. If it were me... I don't think I will waste this precious life, this is a unique life in this world."

"It is also the most boring life." The master of Tea Bowl said softly.

Robben chuckled softly, "I wonder if we can do this. I won't remember your identity as a god for the time being. I only say something to a strange woman who feels lonely from the perspective of a stranger, the most ordinary life in this world?"

The tea bowl master smiled, "Yes."

Robben nodded, "So... can my wife speak?"

The master of Tea Bowl looked at Nalan, "Yes, but don't think about what I will answer."

"It doesn't need to be like that." Robben chuckled gently. He wiped the tears from the corner of Nalan's eyes gently and said apologetically, "Naran, I feel wronged."

Nalan sniffed, hugged Robben and cried again. This time he really burst into tears, "Master! Nalan was wrong! Nalan will never do this again! Master, don't be angry with Nalan! Nalan is really wrong!! Woo woo woo..."

"Oh... OK OK. Don't cry... The master can handle this. Being angry with you is simply asking for death. Then there will be no other thing to do. Don't cry. There is a strange woman waiting for us to enlighten us."

The great master of Tea Bowl was immediately angry when he heard this, but when he thought of what he had just said, he had to swallow his anger again, but his face was a little unkind.

After coaxing Nalan for a while, finally kissing the tears from her face gently, finally stopping Nalan's tears. Robben turned his head and looked at the great tea bowl god who had been impatient for a long time.

But Robben did not speak to her, but said to Nalan: "Naran, do you feel lonely?"

Nalan sniffed, "Is it really possible to speak? You won't be killed, right?"

Robben couldn't help laughing, but the master of Tea Bowl had his nose tilted.

"No, no, just now, the woman named Tea Bowl has left. Now even if you scold her, she will not hear it."

Nalan immediately glanced at the master of Tea Bowl and immediately withdrew his eyes guiltily, "Naran... Nalan never says bad things about others behind his back."

Robben was amused again, "Master knows, but you haven't answered the Master yet. Many times, Nalan, will you feel lonely?"

"Lonely?" Nalan's face became a little weird, "No, no... Usually everyone is together, I can go out to play with Bazaar, bully Shuigu, tease Ximi, um... and be bullied by her mother... I am very busy every day."

Robben suddenly felt powerless...

"And..." Nalan continued, "If the master was there, Nalan would not be lonely."

Scratching his forehead, Robben reminded: "So... in the illusion, will you feel lonely during the 100 years of studying alone in the Witch Guard?"

"That period?" Nalan immediately frowned deeply, "That period was really hard... although the teacher, hey..."

Speaking of the teacher Paris, who was so desperate for the inheritance of the witch, Nalan sighed rarely, "Although she is a bit extreme, now that is her only choice. I don't hate her... I am very grateful to her now. I will never surpass what she did for the witch clan. She is an elder I should respect."

Robben was relieved that Paris's sacrifice finally gained value in Nalan.

"However, even during that time, Nalan would not feel lonely." Nalan had a little more smile on her face. Although she could meet her mother every long time, I knew that her mother was still well. As long as I worked silently, everything would always come to an end. When everything was over... the master would definitely comfort Nalan. On countless nights, Nalan couldn't sleep. Thinking of her mother, she thought of her master. Thinking of everyone... Gradually... she fell asleep with peace of mind."

Nalan seemed very quiet when she fell into memories, but this tranquility lasted only for more than ten seconds. Nalan immediately became dissatisfied, but when Nalan came back happily, the master still didn't want Nalan. Nalan almost committed suicide, but when he thought of suicide, the master would go to find another woman, and Nalan was not willing to do so."

Robben was so stupid that there was such a thing. And it was such a reason.

With a bitter smile, Robben pointed to the tea bowl god whose face had already started to turn black, "Then you say... this woman was always complaining that life was too boring, why is that?"

Nalan looked at the master of tea bowl and immediately shrank his neck, "Nalan... I don't know, how could Nalan know about other people's affairs?"

The master of Tea Bowl had already suppressed his anger and looked at the two masters and servants in front of him, who seemed to be alone. Now seeing Nalan shrank back on his own question, he couldn't help but slapped the Tea Bowl on the table, "Tell me!"

Nalan was startled and immediately shrank into Robben's arms and buried his head directly.

Robben looked at the Tea Bowl God with a little blame. Of course, all he got was an angry look and said, "Naran, don't do this, she is also a pitiful person. If possible, we might as well help her, it can be considered as doing some good things. Those who do good things will always be rewarded."

"I...I...I...I'm pitiful..." The master of Tea Bowl gritted his teeth.

Nalan raised his head slightly, "But... the one who died faster is usually called a good person, right? Nalan is not a good person!"

Robben sighed, "Well, if that's the case, I can only…"

"Wait!" Nalan immediately popped up, "I...had I said something?"

Robben was very surprised, "I didn't say what you said?"

"But the master clearly said..."

"What did you say?" Robben became even more strange.

Nalan immediately bulged his cheeks, "Master... you are getting worse and worse!!"

"Is that so? I don't think so... Haha, isn't it... Nalan, you're too late, Master, I've always been so bad..."

"Well..." Nalan hummed reluctantly, frowned, turned around and glanced at the Tea Bowl God, and immediately shrank his eyes.

The Tea Bowl God was not angry this time, but was a little stunned because just now... it was obvious that the witch glared at him.

This kind of thing...will this kind of thing really happen? A witch... actually glared at herself, and she actually glared at me!?

Finally, the Tea Bowl God, who realized what had happened just now, couldn't help but become angry. Just as he was about to get angry, Nalan had already spoken.

"Loneliness is nothing to do. If you are bound by something and have to be alone, you can't do it. You can only count the stones and see the sky. But if you don't have anything to bind yourself and do whatever you want, then you are still lonely... You are completely lazy."

The great master of Tea Bowl's eyes were half way out. This witch... She, was she talking about me? Are she talking about the caregiver of my world? She actually said I was lazy?

Robben asked with a smile, "But she has many conditions to do with her."

Nalan curled his lips with great disdain, "High above! Whisper without any trouble! When we, those of us who are not living so smoothly, are working hard, some guys are bored for their freedom, and they want to compare with us, hum..."

Roben couldn't help but look at the eyes of the master of Tea Bowl. Although Nalan would immediately shrink back when she had something to do, her outspoken personality had been developed since childhood, and she was never polite about some things she didn't like. This statement was actually because Nalan was very concerned about the other party's identity, otherwise... Otherwise, Nalan might have jumped up and hit people.

The great master of Tea Bowl was jumping around. From ancient times to the present, no one has ever spoken like this in front of him, and he is still a witch who is not very serious.

"My lady, I'm so sorry. My wife has no sense of speaking. Please don't mind." Robben said with a smile.

The tea bowl god was stunned. The other party was reminding him that he had agreed to change his identity just now.

He slowly let out a sigh of relief, and the great master of Tea Bowl nodded slightly, "I was not angry, and... I heard her words, but... I don't think this will help me."

"Ah... she is mostly just talking nonsense, you don't have to care." Robben still smiled, but was immediately pinched by Nalan on his arm. Robben grinned in pain.

"Is this what you want to hear?" The master of Tea Bowl began to get impatient again.

"Of course... more than that." Robben pressed Nalan's hands, "I also had a long time spent alone. So I thought we could talk. At that time, what I often did was to deceive myself and make myself think that there were many people around me, and I was with them, believing that everything was real, crying, laughing, and strolling with women. It was really a difficult day, I don't know...what would you do at that time?"

The great master of Tea Bowl looked at Robben and fell silent for a moment.

"Doesn't you...do nothing?"

The face of the Tea Bowl God tightened, "I will look for some suitable people and chat with them."

"Oh... this is very good! Communicating with people can relieve loneliness, but this is not enough. After all, chatting is just a very shallow thing. To make yourself happy, just talking is not enough. What else will you do?"

The master of Tea Bowl began to frown, "I will watch many people live in the distance."

"In the distance? That's a pity, haven't you tried to get close to them?"

"That's impossible!" The master of Tea Bowl snorted.

"Why? Is it something special, or... you don't want to?" Robben asked.

"Because of many things... and... I really don't want to!" The great master of Tea Bowl spoke very stiffly.

Robben shrugged helplessly and suddenly asked Nalan: "Naran, what would you do if it were you?"

"Naran?" Nalan shook his head with a strange look, "Go to find the master. Oh... don't knock..."

Rubbing his forehead aggrievedly, Nalan had to think for a while and said, "It's boring to find someone to play... It's boring to stay by yourself anyway. The world is so big and completely unrestrained. What a wonderful thing this is, a flower, a bird... anything will be very interesting, and there are so many animals and so many people..."

As he said that, Nalan looked at the Tea Bowl God with a little doubt, "Is it really lonely?"

This time, the tea bowl god glared at Nalan fiercely. Nalan was bored and pouted and turned his head away.

Holding the tea bowl in his hand, the tea bowl master said impatiently: "I'm tired of such boring things, and the topic stops. I don't want to listen to these indifferent stupid words anymore."

"Did you feel anxious? Is it because Nalan is right?"

"She is just talking nonsense!" The master of Tea Bowl shouted angrily!

"I haven't!" Nalan couldn't help but say.

"You dare to talk to me like this!" The master of Tea Bowl was furious again, the air suddenly shrank, and the still snowflakes in the sky suddenly made a sound, as if they were about to rush in again.

Robben hugged Nalan again.

"You..." The great god of Tea Bowl's pupils shrank violently, "I still protect this witch for her..."

"Wake up!" Robben was helpless, "Don't make mistakes for the same thing anymore. I have reminded you..."
To be continued...